“No…just wanted your approval for the purchase of the vehicle for the trip to California.”
Raising an eyebrow, Hunter said, “Are you planning to buy a gold-plated one?”
“Yes, along with a crew of drivers so we can party all the way there,” smirked Mason.
“Sounds good to me,” Hunter snickered. “So, is that it?”
“You know, you are a really funny fellow.”
“I try…I heard laughter is the best medicine so…”
“Right,” said Mason. “But as much as that sounds like fun, that won’t be the trip we’ll be going on.”
Grimacing, Hunter replied, “Unfortunately, no. So what vehicle do you want to buy?”
“I think the best option is an RV.”
“A camping trailer?” laughed Hunter. “Now who’s being funny?”
“Hear me out. Not that kind…a motor coach. I found one that’ll sleep all of us but, more importantly, it has two bedrooms, both with a bed. We can take turns driving and sleeping so it’ll make the trip go faster. And when you take into consideration, finding hotels and all the problems that alone, may create, this is really the best option,” Mason explained.
“Did you check with Mac?”
“Yup, and he thinks it’s the best solution.”
Tapping his fingers on the desktop as he thought it over, Hunter couldn’t find anything negative about it. “Go ahead, then,” he agreed. “How soon can you get one?”
“I found several at RV Kingdom…they’re about three hours from here and I thought Sawyer could come with me.”
Nodding, Hunter asked, “When are you going?”
Checking the time, Mason replied, “Too late today, so first thing tomorrow.”
“Fine…just remember to be fucking careful.”
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After moving the twins’ porta-cribs into another suite—as far away from the construction zone as possible—Cody hoped they’d sleep longer tomorrow and not be awakened at the ungodly hour they were this morning.
“Hey,” Dylon called, walking in carrying several suitcases, “I packed everything I thought the twins will need for the next week.” Setting them down near the two chests that’d been moved in after breakfast, he felt a buzzing in his pocket, and pulled out his phone to answer the call.
Cody left Dylon, heading to the great room where the twins were playing with Daniel. Joining Steel on the sofa, he watched the interaction between the pups, smirking when Jessica pounded the toy piano, causing her brother to cover his ears.
“I’m betting she won’t play a musical instrument when she grows up,” Steel joked.
“Hey, that’s my kid you’re talking about. If anyone gets to make a sure bet about that, I do, so go pick something else,” Dylon chuckled, joining them.
“Hey, you’re both wrong. I think our princess has great musical ability,” asserted Cody. Then, looking at his mate, asked, “Everything okay, babe?”
“I think so,” answered Dylon. “That call was from my friend who was an enforcer with the Rolling Hill Pack.”
“Was?” asked Cody.
“Yeah, he left shortly after the Alpha died.”
“Did you find out why the cousins left the pack?” asked Steel.
“Perfect timing!” Jackson said, walking into the great room. “Go ahead, what did you learn?”
